Chapter 250

MADELINE

A tremor ran through my body as I saw him coming closer, his hand gripping another needle. I had come to fear both needles and Draven, for they had been the instruments that brought me to this terrifying place. The thought of either one made my skin crawl. My muscles, once eager to run, now felt like they were trapped under thick layers of cement, unmovable and heavy.

"Please, Draven," I